Chapter 91 – Hong Xing – Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

“Are you serious? Is that boss really there? What’s his name?”

Bean Sprout Boy flicked his cigarette ash and laughed: “What am I lying to you for, the day before yesterday the boss invited guests to dinner to look for fresh big claws (king crab), my old uncle sent me to deliver the big claws, the boss side of the son also followed by his driver, I saw it with my own eyes.”

Afterwards, Bean Sprout Boy said I’ve told you such important information, you should tell me what happened to you guys too, right?

After thinking it over, I chose to believe Bean Sprout Boy, so I told him the whole story.

Bean Sprout Boy was dumbfounded as he kept slapping his face and said, “Crap, Yun Feng, you said that you guys loaded those two big wooden boxes on the fishing boat with antiques inside! You guys are grave robbers!”

I nodded bitterly.

“Also, you said that the one called Chen Hong, stabbed your boss and then disappeared with a cash check for 5.5 million dollars, after that your boss is now hospitalized and you’re short more than 20 thousand dollars, right?”

“Yeah bud boy, now I don’t know what to do.”

“What’s so rare about that, just wait.”

He knelt down and rummaged under the bed for a few minutes, fumbling for a locked tin box.

Using the key to open the tin box, it was neatly packed with a collapse of cash, tens of thousands of dollars at a cursory glance.

Bean Sprout Boy touched the iron box and said heartbreakingly, “This counts as me borrowing from you ah Yunfeng, when you have money you must pay me back, two and a half years I have saved so much, my old uncle doesn’t know.”

Looking at the iron box neatly arranged banknotes, the heart of the emotion, I know him only a few days, he is willing to put his hard work at sea to save the money to me ……. There are still five and ten dollars in the box…

Counted twenty-seven thousand six hundred and fifty dollars.

I made a note of Bean Sprout’s kindness and vowed to double it when I had money to pay him back later. You lend me 20,000 today, I’ll pay you back 200,000 later.

Before I left Beanpole slipped me a piece of paper with an address written on the note.

Building 11, Qingyuan Garden, Jiyuan Street.

Bean Sprout Boy said that the owner of Hongxing Fisheries might still be there, and he could only tell me the address because it was inconvenient to take me there because of his old uncle. People.

I went to the hospital first and paid the money, the head is still not awake, the doctor said the head is not young, this time the injury is very serious, whether it can wake up depends on a little bit of luck. I could only pray that the head would wake up as soon as possible and turn around.

Hong Kong inch of land, Qingyuan Garden is a rare villa-type single-family neighborhoods, that live in the stars, the upper class of the rich, high-grade neighborhood security is very strict, at first I wanted to mix into the unsuccessful.

Then came a thought.

There was a garbage truck collecting garbage, I gave the driver a hundred dollars, the driver lied to the security guard and said I was new to work, so I followed the garbage truck into the Qingyuan Garden.

Eleven villas with big iron gates closed, neatly manicured lawns in the yard, the owner’s family had fixed a luxurious dog kennel on the lawn, and two big black dogs with shiny fur were dozing on the lawn.

A short while later, the door to the room opened and a pretty girl of seventeen or eighteen came out with a bowl of rice.

The girl’s skin was snow-white and she wore a ponytail with a designer label, and as soon as she walked onto the lawn two large dogs woofed and barked.

The girl ate a mouthful of meat, spat out the bone and said: “What are you screaming for, didn’t you just feed you? Still eating? In eat into a pig!”

“Xuan Xuan you don’t feed,” a middle-aged man walked out from the villa.

The man was dressed in a black suit, a head of plate looking very spiritual, an inch above his left eye there was a knife scar, his age was estimated to be in his early forties.

“Dad, you’re minding me again!” The girl snapped, “I want to be fed!”